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"What is going on, why are you all dressed like babies” said the female cop, Sara.

“I don’t think they are just dressed like babies…I smell dirty diapers” said the male cop, Ollie.

"Is that all you smell?" Asked a girl with a curious bulge in the front of her diaper.

The cops looked at each other, puzzled, for a moment. Realizing that they had to establish control of the situation and literally "be the adults," Sara put one hand on her weapon and used the other to move the crowd aside as she swept the room; Ollie followed her example and covered her back. On the far side of the room the cops found two students? teachers? making out, but that was all, so they circled back to the cafeteria door and found something suspicious. A backpack was sitting in the doorway, leaching pink mist, and blocking their way out.

"This has to be something!" Said Sara. "Watch my back." She whispered to Ollie as the two approached the backpack followed closely by the crowd. Sara took her hand off of her weapon so that she could open the backpack with both hands. Sara stumbled back into Ollie as a mysterious pink mist poured out of the open bag and towards the two of them. Ollie caught Sara and held her for a moment as the two cops looked into each other's eyes while the mist entered their mouths and noses.

"The missing piece!" Declared Jill. "Story Time!" Sang the babies.

Sara looked around at the babies in the room and a great love welled up in her heart. Her eyes came back to rest on Ollie and she pressed into him while angling for his lips. Ollie knew what Sara wanted and he was pleasantly surprised that she would want him in front of these people. Ollie opened his mouth to receive Sara's tongue and the two faded out of consciousness while kissing passionately and listening to Jill tell them the story of how the daughter of Zeus had given them the gift of childhood .

Who knows how long the two cops were in that school, with the diapered students and teachers, making love and listening to Jill. Sara and Ollie faded in and out of consciousness and each time they emerged the scene was different. First Sara and Ollie were kissing in their full uniforms... Then they were having sex on the floor of the cafeteria while the crowd drank in the pink mist pouring off of their writhing bodies... Then they were being filled from behind by various diapered crotches while still clinging to each other... Then each was being spanked by Jill while they fought over who would drink from her cock. While all of this was happening, and Sara and Ollie were fading in and out of consciousness, Jill's voice continued to ring in their ears, telling the story and making them learn.

Finally, Sara and Ollie came to their senses standing outside the school's main doors and looking at a normal, empty side street at the end of a normal school day. Ollie looked down to see that he and Sara were holding hands; he looked up at her and the two cops shared a warm smile before broken memories started to flood their minds.

"What happened in there?" Asked Ollie.

"I don't know," answered Sara, "but let's just get in my car so we can file our report and go home." She suggested with a seductive blush.

"We need to know what that was!" Returned Ollie as he let go of Sara's hand and shoved his way back through the doors.

Sara followed Ollie and the two cops walked right into the end of a normal school day with students leaving classrooms, gathering their belongings, and heading for the main doors. Looking for someone who might have answers, the cops spotted a man mopping a section of floor and approached him.

Reading the janitor's name tag, Sara asked: "can you help us, George? We're looking for the principal."

George straightened up with a curious crinkle, rubbed his crotch, and said: "she's in the cafeteria, finishing up with a teachers' meeting."

The cops thanked George and headed to the cafeteria while George went back to his mopping while occasionally rubbing his crinkly crotch against the mop handle.